He's at a loss for words! What fun!

Every movement she made caused a corresponding anatomical reaction to Lillian's breasts. In turn, each jiggle caused the crossdressing young man to reflexively look at her huge, bare breasts, then snap back up to her face. His mouth was moving, but no sound was coming out. When he finally made noise, it was just a pitiful ""I, uh... Yeah..."

She laughed again, aware of how it made her body move, from her curved stomach with it's own slightly rounded shape up to her breasts which were massive and proud, bare for him to admire. But she had long since come to terms with the fact that it was beyond her control. Her body wanted to move and behave how it chose and it was always going to do it's own thing. Though when she was exposed like this it got so much more free reign it was hard to deny, nor stop, the self-conscious arousal that filled her, even if she wanted to. Still, she was doing better than him! Words were clearly failing him and she almost wanted to ask if it was because of what he wore, or what she didn't...

When he gave up and directed his gaze forward to the elevator door, she couldn't help but try and peek around him. For all her nudity, she had yet to fully see a guy naked, so she wanted to see if she could get a read on his figure under that ill-fitting dress. One might question her truthfulness if she were to admit to them she was a virgin while dressed like this, but it was entirely true and she'd be tempted to let them see for themselves deep down.... if she felt she could even handle that much. As her soft amber eyes were drawn to his abdomen, she could swear she saw something slightly tenting his dress... If it was what she thought it was, then it was clear that it was because of her! Or. wait, was it because of him being seen? Oh, it'd be wonderful if it was both! She felt even more gratified when, thinking she wasn't looking, the young man reached down to adjust his bulge.

"Well, be sure to head back down when we get to my floor, okay? I don't want to make you forget what you need," she said. It was barely after her sentences was finished that she heard the elevator chime and the doors open to her floor. She had taken enough risks for one night. She needed to get off (double-entendre intended). Walking through the elevator door, Lillian whirled around to face him with her arms clasped behind her back, leaning forward a bit. The action caused her massive breasts to give a mighty swing, something that drew his gaze to her huge, pale funbags. She smiled and winked at him. "Enjoy yourself tonight!" She cheered. There were so many different ways to take that, of course.

As she reached around in front of him and pressed the first floor button for him, she looked into his eyes and gave a more genuine smile, even accompanied with a flush to her cheeks. "Thanks for looking. Makes a girl feel like she's actually pretty once in awhile," she said in a husky and throaty voice. She leaned back out of the elevator, waving in such a way that she knew her huge boobs were jiggling. It was the sight she left him with as the doors slid closed, cutting off his sight of her naked body.

After the doors closed, Lillian let out a heavy sigh, her body nearly falling to its knees as she leaned her hot flesh against the cold doors of the elevator. "Oh, ehm, geee! What was I thinking! I totally exposed myself to a boy in my own apartment complex! There is no possible way he won't see me again! Oh god, what if he tells his friends or brothers... What if they go looking for me another night..."

One of Lillian's hands moved to her abdomen, pressing into the soft flesh there. "But I cannot just not do this again after this, but... ahhhh, I'm so nuts!" She said before she laughed, amused by her own shenanigans. "But damn... it felt good! He looked at me so much... To think little, curvy me is something worth looking at and even adjusting yourself over... " She ran her hands over her breasts, shuddering a bit at her fingers on her sensitive skin. Her nipples had been hard and ready the entire time, something she idly wondered if the crossdressing boy had noticed.. That, and if he could smell the arousal she felt. Her legs did a good job of hiding the moisture thanks to their curved shape and lack of 'thigh gap.' But that elevator was pretty cramped...

Walking back to her apartment now, she didn't run into anyone else and unlocked her door, heading straight to her room and then and falling back on her bed, legs spread and fingers touching along her thighs. "Hmmm, and he was so cute, too... wearing a dress and all, my my..." she moaned out and whimpered. "I wonder... if I can use that for a nice topic of conversation..." She bit her lip, then laughed "No no no, I can't hope to face him again. What would he even say!?" She said before she rolled her head back. "Damn... if I don't want to know..."